The Volumes - Pistol Play lyrics

rate me

(Chorus)

Pale, I see you wither

There's nothing more than I'm alive

To protest get-ups on your face

I told myself let's do this

And a bullet in a minute

But first I need something put aside

(Verse)

The memories, all the shit that you did to me

Nothing else will follow, fuck the shirley, you'll tale the gold

I've bled so many times before

When you see me in town, that's a chance you run

Fucking over with death!

(Chorus)

Pale, I see you wither

There's nothing more than I'm alive

To protest get-ups on your face

I told myself let's do this

And a bullet in a minute

But first I need something put aside

I hate my fucking friends!

(Verse)

You'll see the one, you should walk away

Just a bitch of worship

A sight of you just gets me days

I hope you go for content

You'll fucking go for content

Fucking go for content

(Bridge)

I try to waste a piece, so honest

Fall to my feet against the floor

We take the lecture once upon us

I cannot listen to you anymore

Looking for something, always searching

Never cut my hands ?

Well, now I've seen the simple signing

Forgetting what you faced or done before

(Verse)

You'll see the one, you should walk away

Just a bitch of worship

A sight of you just gets me days

I hope you go for content

(Chorus)

Pale, I see you wither

There's nothing more than I'm alive

To protest get-ups on your face

I told myself let's do this

And a bullet in a minute

But first I need something put aside

I hate my fucking friends!